Chapter 506 Rebirth From the Ashes: The Mystery of the Endless
The hatch of the docking bridge opened with a bang. A faint white mist filled the wall of the closed long bridge as the indicator lights flashed. Guilliman stepped into the bridge from the mist, and Vito led the way.
He raised his hand to Bell and walked forward. Guilliman also made the same gesture, signaling his Honor Guard to stay outside the gate, and followed in Sicarius's still doubtful eyes.
Gradually, the gate of the Imperial battleship was left behind, and the two walked side by side in the empty corridor of the docking long bridge, heading towards the dark steel gate in front.
"After we get there, we'll do it when I tell you to." Vito softly repeated what was said on the bridge. Guilliman glanced at him and repeated his words again, "I have my own judgment." "Then I hope your judgment won't bury us there. I don't like lying in those coffins, weirdos."
"Although, there's a greater chance that we'll be put in an exhibition case, in front of Fulgrim's clone." "What?" "Nothing, just a joke, come on."
As the two talked, Bell and the others were gradually left behind, as if they were little puppets standing at the door of the case. As they walked, the surrounding environment also changed suddenly. The pier walls carved with reliefs and church corridors were gradually replaced by black iron. Those steels that had no temperature and no reflection on the surface appeared around them.
Guilliman observed them. The lights in the entire pier hit their surfaces, but there was not even a little reflection or refraction. They completely swallowed up all the light, like a black hole.
The two came to the door at the end. Vito stopped, and Guilliman stopped immediately. The two looked up at the completely smooth black iron door in front of them.
It was silent, but suddenly it moved. There was a rumbling sound of mechanical operation in the door body. The door opened irregularly like petals in all directions, revealing a deep darkness behind it.
Guilliman watched Vito step in first and entered the door without any worries. Then he took a last look at Bell and his party at the door at the end behind him and walked in.
After he stepped into the dark door, as the black door behind him closed instantly, Guilliman clenched his fists slightly, and his eyes scanned the surrounding environment.
This was a black hall, with obelisk-like stone pillars standing on both sides, supporting the tall ceiling above his head. Guilliman looked up, it was so tall that he couldn't see the top at all. It was shrouded in a thick darkness, and he couldn't see his hand in front of his face.
Guilliman lowered his head and looked forward. Vito walked over on the ground between the obelisks, his hands in his pockets, as if he was really visiting an old friend.
Guilliman was silent for a while, then followed him. He followed Vito through the dark and wide avenue. On both sides, green strange energy light bands crawled towards the end, leading to the long stairs at the end.
The light bands climbed up the stone piers on both sides of the stairs and entered the black fog shrouding the top of the stairs. It was dark there and he couldn't see what was behind.
Guilliman walked over, but suddenly he turned his head and heard the sudden sound of steel footsteps. He saw a dead warrior walking out from behind the obelisk pillar, holding a spear with a decomposition green light flashing on the tip, and green light flashing on the steel face.
Guilliman stopped and looked at the other end. A warrior also walked out from behind another obelisk, followed by more pillars behind him. Necron warriors holding green tearing lightning appeared from the darkness. At the top of the ceiling, a long branched Necron creature fell down, raised its head, and opened and closed the steel jaws below that were clicking.
The Necron gradually surrounded them, and the green energy light flickered in the darkness, accompanied by the iron feet stepping on the ground and clanging around.
Guilliman suddenly clenched the Hand of the Overlord, and the grenade gun hanging under his arm slid out instantly, and the bolter connected to one side slid into the holster instantly, and the bolter was loaded with his arm.
The double-mounted gun was aimed at a Necron warrior on the side, but it showed no fear and continued to walk with the decomposition spear in hand. Guilliman frowned at him, and then suddenly pulled out the flaming sword, and the holy fire instantly burned, illuminating the dark space around him.
The firelight shone on the smooth faces of the dead souls. They continued to approach with weapons in hand. Guilliman clenched his fingers slightly, and the trigger inside the gauntlet clicked with pressure.
"Guilliman, put down the muzzle of the gun." Vito raised his hand to signal. Guilliman looked at him and frowned, then looked around at the dead soul warriors and the steel beasts crawling on the ground, "Then let them put it down first."
As he said, Guilliman raised his arm violently, and the muzzle of the gauntlet rotated and locked the head of the dead soul warrior. Vito cursed in a low voice, "Put down your damn broken gun! Otherwise, we will both be finished! I order you to put it down!"
"You order me to put it down?" "You have to listen to me on the battlefield. Now, put down your broken gloves." Vito almost cursed angrily, without any room for argument. Guilliman looked at him, and then looked at the dead soul warrior holding a gun beside him. After a long silence, he put down the gauntlet.
The sound of the bolter's safety being reloaded echoed in the quiet space. As he put down the Phoenix Sword and extinguished it, all the surrounding Undead Warriors suddenly stopped in unison, standing still on all sides as if they were shut down.
Guilliman looked around them, and then heard a strange laughter. He and Vito looked into the smoke above the stairs. From the black smoke, a tall figure came out. He was hunched and had his back There is a huge steel structure extending along the spine.
That was also an undead. He was made of steel and was silver-gray. His face was shining with laughter. Guilliman looked at him, while Vitor held his forehead and smiled bitterly, "Tarrazin, you have Is it necessary to mobilize so many people?"
"You told me that you came alone, and you didn't say that you brought a guest. Of course I want to see if this uninvited guest has the same good intentions as you." The undead named Trazin said, and he came from the top of the stairs. Walking down, the iron steps made by steel footsteps made a sound.
"Now, do you see it?" Vito asked, and Trazin nodded with his stiff neck. He waved to the undead warriors around him, and all the undead immediately turned around and left, returning to the Disappeared into the darkness without a trace.
Guilliman looked warily at Trazin, who was approaching. He came in front of the two of them. He was very tall, not shorter than Guilliman, and he was still wearing the Armor of Destiny.
Trazin looked at the armor on Guilliman's body and tapped the scepter lightly with his fingers. "What a perfect creation. My museum has just recently expanded an exhibition hall. I will prepare a final prominent position for it."
Guilliman frowned, while Vitor crossed his arms and smiled, "Sorry, he died right after he took it off. The venom from Fulgrim's piercing was still in his body, and he was thinking of killing him at any time. Life, but if you happen to have the antidote, maybe you can exchange it?"
"Unfortunately, I don't have the antidote, but I'm sure that your dear lust." Trazin suddenly stopped speaking, and the light on the mechanical face flickered for a long time, and then Guilliman noticed Wei. The frown on his face.
It was obvious what they were hiding.
"Lord Regent, I have heard about your reforms on Terra. You are very skillful and iron-fisted, which is admirable." Trazin turned to Guilliman and spoke, as if to dispel the awkward atmosphere just now.
Guilliman nodded after pondering for a while, and Trazyn laughed with that weird laugh again after receiving the response, "My Lord Trazyn, known as the Endless One, the ruler of the Solemus Dynasty, I believe Vito has introduced me to you."
"Not entirely." Guilliman responded in a low voice, still with a wary look in his eyes. "He said that you can help us." "Oh? Help? How interesting, my dear friend, you need me to do it. What?"
Trazin asked Vito, who took out the box containing the fragments from his arms. He handed it to Trazin, who caught it with his steel fingers.
Iron Fingers opened the box and looked at the fragments in it. The light on the face flickered. With a slight hook of his finger, the fragments flew out and floated in his palm. Trazin looked at it with eyes. It kept flickering, as if it was scanning the thing.
"You recognize this thing, right?" Vitor asked, and Trazin nodded after a moment. "Indeed, these are fragments of the Black Stone Obelisk. When Abaddon destroyed the obelisks on the edge of the Eye of Terror, After the world, I was still wondering where he took these pieces, and now, we know.”
"Does Eldarad know?" Trazin turned around and asked, while Vito shook his head, "No, but I guess it's almost the same. He doesn't need us to remind him."
"If you can, can you tell me?" Guilliman suddenly interjected from the side. Vito and Trazin both looked over at the same time. Trazin asked Vito for advice, and the latter shrugged.
After seeing this, Trazin looked at Guilliman and raised the suspended fragment in his hand, "The original function of the Black Stone is to seal and suppress the Eye of Terror. As a restraint, it was created by the former Necrontyr in the ancient times. Come out to fight against the psychic powers of the Old Ones in the Battle of Heaven."
"It is a wall that seals the soul realm and the physical realm. The Necrontyr carries it into the battlefield to seal and suppress the ancient saints and their servants from gaining power from the soul realm."
"That is where the Warp is now," Vitor added, and Guilliman frowned slightly, thinking for a moment before nodding to Trazyn to continue, which he did.
"During the War in Heaven, the black stone obelisks were scattered everywhere as the war spread across the galaxy. After they were deployed, they would penetrate deeply into the earth's crust and absorb the power of the core of the planet itself, so they could not be recovered. Wherever the war was fought, where would it be? They are all black stone obelisks.”
"Many of them were destroyed in the war, but the rest survived after the War in Heaven ended. The Old Saints left, the Star Gods were defeated, and the Necrontyr who turned into undead fell into a long sleep. They continued to follow the The automatic program suppresses the subspace and blocks its connection with the physical universe, so after the War in Heaven, the subspace, which was completely corrupted and fell into madness, did not tear up the galaxy immediately. "
Trazin smiled strangely, looked at the fragment, and then looked at Vito, "In a sense, you and Eldarad should really thank us. Without our creation, you would have been finished long ago."
"Yes, yes, thank you very much." Vito rolled his eyes and said, while Trazin smiled and Guilliman frowned as he looked at the fragment.
"But chaos still poured into the physical universe. They have been causing chaos for ten thousand years, but you say it successfully suppressed the subspace?"
"My friend, you have lived too short to remember the era before this era of strife. At that time, our creations did faithfully perform their duties and blocked the subspace at the other end of the plane, just like in the War in Heaven. This lasted for tens of millions of years, so that life in the galaxy could germinate and develop, and you humans were born."
Tarasim said, his words full of helplessness, "But the creation of the Old Saints, our friend Aidalad's people, fell into self-degradation ten thousand years ago, which eventually led to the Great Fall and the birth of the Eye of Terror, tearing a path to the physical level. The rift in the warp space led to everything that happened today. "
"The Eldar are to blame!" Vito shouted, waving his finger, "Especially Eldarad, who always speaks in riddles instead of human language. Look, they have poked a hole in the galaxy, right? If they had spoken human language, the hole would not have appeared."
"I believe this is also a unique quality of theirs, one of the details of the inferior products of Ancient Voice, just like their green brothers."
Guilliman frowned, obviously not intending to join in the ridicule. He looked at Trazyn and Vito coldly, and they shrugged and returned to the topic.
"The Eye of Terror was born, but the Black Stone still played a role. Therefore, after Horus's rebellion led to Chaos' complete invasion of the Milky Way, and after countless disputes and chaos in the past ten thousand years, the Eye of Terror never tore the entire Milky Way apart. The Black Stone suppressed it. On a planet called Cadia by you humans, it blocked the Eye of Terror and formed a smooth channel deep into the center of the Warp in the Milky Way, tearing half of the Warp apart, so it was called the "Eye" of Terror."
"But the good times didn't last long. Abaddon learned the role of the Black Stone from somewhere. He began to launch thirteen black expeditions to destroy them. In the thirteenth one, Cadia was destroyed and the Eye of Terror expanded, but fortunately, the real core of the Black Stone on it was not destroyed, so the Eye of Terror was controlled."
Tara Xin looked at the fragments in his hand, tapped them lightly with his fingers, and the fragments immediately glowed with a red halo, "And the failed Abaddon has also found a new way. Since the black stone can suppress the warp, what will happen in reverse?"
Taraxin laughed softly, and his shining face illuminated Guilliman's frowning face. He understood, "As you can see, the big rift that now appears on this side of the Milky Way was born from this. Abaddon used these black stones and corrupted them with the power of chaos, thus placing them between various planets and tearing this new rift in between. He can expand the rift by deploying more black stones, such as directly leading the rift to Terra."
"But it can still be closed, so, old tower, I need your help." Vito looked at Tarasin and said, and the latter also smiled.
"You do need it, and I know what you want." Trazyn said, holding the fragment in his palm, "Follow me."
Tarazyn waved his hand, motioning the two to follow, Vito followed first, followed by Guilliman, and they stepped onto the long stairs at the end.
Guilliman walked towards the black fog, and Vito and Trazyn walked into it without looking back. Guilliman looked at the black fog and took a long deep breath, then stepped into the fog. In front of his eyes, pieces of strange particle lightning flashed in the fog, they intertwined and collided with each other, and then suddenly disappeared along with the fog.
Guilliman stepped out of the fog and stood under a gate, staring at everything in front of him with wide eyes, while Trazyn stood in the grand creation room and turned around and spread his arms.
"Welcome, Endless Museum."